The Recovery of josephtany.com

if blogs are to tell our story, this is about my earlier website, how i was unable and decided to quit the first josephtany.com about 8 years ago. and ii need to write this paragraph in one flow at a time. not make new posts to follow up but one and one only.

the story starts with Robert. in the end of the Occupy LA camp, After it was Raided. – my mass of artworks, some 2x2m pack which used to be under the Shevy back seat. but going to LA from Joshua Tree was in fact my decision to get away from the USA.

at first that was Cynthia Manley sheltered us in her little but beautiful guest house, then Davee Castro introduced me to Bob, if you ever read this, i couldn’t thank you enough, but you see….

Davee was who helped me move my artwork in his car from Cynthia to Robert. it was a nice drive along the Pacific going to San Diego, midway. and where they remained until 2023, when Kid surprised Robert one day, he dug them from the Garage Attic, actually recovered them in real Life.

Kid, i owe you still, and a Big way if you happen to read this…

when i finally made my way with the support of Robert, going to Arizona for my final appointment with Hopi, i went hitch hiking, absolutely broke * and left everything behind, including my laptop and past records of photos from 1996 when i first scanned and burned my art images to a CD

and thank you Izabel Saeedi for your Photoshop Experience. you jumped me to computer science.

in 1999 in Barcelona built my first website from scratch with HTML and Javascripts, first i built it on Fortune Cities, then on Yahoo, and eventually my own domain hosted on Godaddy but without WordPress, it was all mechanical but thumbs made me creative.

sometime much later i moved to WP as this, by then it showed about 500 pieces and had loads of articles, some of all that must be on the internet archives. in 2018 , in the end of 20 years online, and because of absolutely nothing happened about it but Marianna Bego of the Ezier Gallery in Manhattan invited me to show in Dec 2003.

I must admit several hard turns that shaped this return, and evident recovery, Yet * nothing could go so gracefully without Noa Levin my best Cuban friend and my guard .

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